Life and Death, the Natural world, and its supernatural counterpart. When two worlds collide, 2 realms become one... But this collision only brought disorder. Will you re-establish the old ways, or make anew?

Augustus was no longer in his possession. He had intended to return to Astral Sanctum after he had finished today’s affairs on getting the Division of Earth geared up for a large-scale landing on Astraia-Improba. The Division of Earth would develop into the Astraian Empire’s reconnaissance force on the surface of Astraia-Improba, it was imperative that Ethereal the High knew, and was able to strongly value a 3rd of his people’s objectives. There was reasonably a lot of quarreling on Astraia-Improba’s surface amid Improbans; the Ethereals that were to be landing would necessitate to keep themselves armed, and keep their spiritual power clandestine to the inhabitants on the surface – dealing with all threats that could distinguish them.

Previous to recurring back to the White Palace centered in Astral Sanctum, it was essential that Augustus immerse himself in Trepidity. His grand city loomed vastly over the Astraian-half of the world. Each and every one was able to see it from the surface of Astraia-Improba, it was a superlative metropolis, and the preponderance of Improbans looked at it as some sort of heavenly city confined by the clouds and an imperceptible energy. They could think highly of it all they sought after, but, it was far too soaring beyond for any to journey to it and even those gifted with the ability to take to the air would have a hard time productively infiltrating Astral Sanctum without being detected. There was only one way for anyone on the surface to get into Astral Sanctum, and that was in the course of a gateway triggered by runes of Ethereal derivation – a security lock, and protected by Ethereals, with a variety of conserved Improban bodies to combat the Improbans who would dare tread within its boundaries.

Augustus was in the nude in his innate appearance as he stepped into the pool before him. His lengthy, silver hair covered various parts of his body, and the instant he stepped into it; the color went from acidic green to a dazzling, crystalline white color. He closed his eyes as the waters hurried, touching his soft skin. By now his head was all that stuck out of the focal point of the pool. With his eyes closed, he remained composed. There he stood; rejuvenating the purity he lost upon stepping onto the surface of Astraia-Improba.

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"Each and every one Improban is imperfect, and consequently, much unlike Ethereals. Such unadulterated and immaculate bequest sustains itself beyond the world of the living awaiting the world of the living to subsist no more – distilled of its pollution."

- Ethereal the High

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Subject: Re: The Purification Ritual Fri Dec 03, 2010 3:44 pm

The day was nearly over and Jade was driving a horse drawn wagon that have all the supplies she could every need. She was traveled alot, and surprising did little work for the meta-human if she was not asked. But she was a traveler and a fortune teller. But why she took this root gome, she didn't know. But she could handle anything thrown at her. Every few human travelers go to this half because of the dangers. But some brave souls have traveled to this half of the world to make a small nomadic tribe. And for her nomads tip well. But she knew more of about the dangers here and didn't want to stay long. She stopped a few feet away from an edge of a large lake looking thing. She stared out into the distance of the pool, at first not noticing someone was in it. For a place so dangerous it's so pretty here... thought Jade. She started to set up can and collected some woods for the fire and after the fire was lit she pulled up a log and sat on it, sticking her dinner on a stick and set it over the fire. Then she noticed someone in the lake. "Hello traveler, come here, i'll read you your future."

(OOC: Trepidity isn't the size of a lake, it's the size of a swimming pool. You may want to edit that lake tid-bit.)

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"Each and every one Improban is imperfect, and consequently, much unlike Ethereals. Such unadulterated and immaculate bequest sustains itself beyond the world of the living awaiting the world of the living to subsist no more – distilled of its pollution."

While latent within the focal point of the pool, there was in fact a woman in the remoteness. Outlandishly she could see him; it was dissimilar to any other Human being to include the aptitude to perceive Ethereals, but, providentially, Augustus, and the Astraian Empire documented what are called “Mediums” as threats, and she had to be one of them because she was able to see Augustus’s divine form – he undoubtedly didn’t look completely Corporeal, or Demonborn, so, he felt it odd that this woman thought him to be an explorer.

As soon as Augustus stepped out of Trepidity, there was a brilliant white radiance in the region of his stature and it aided in concealing areas that he would never want someone to witness. Walking unhurriedly to his hung garments, it didn’t take long for him to put it on, since he wore the robe of Ethereal the High, and has worn it for numerous years. He had of course appropriately altered away from the woman’s discernment. Within ten minutes he had walked in the direction of the woman’s campfire – now was his opportunity to further his awareness of the Meta-Humans.

“Astraia, the Realm of Ascension is godly, and therefore, timeless. Your insight into my future is by and large ineffectual.” He wasn’t looking her in the eye as he spoke. His eyes remained unmovable on Astral Sanctum’s situation in the starry sky.

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"Each and every one Improban is imperfect, and consequently, much unlike Ethereals. Such unadulterated and immaculate bequest sustains itself beyond the world of the living awaiting the world of the living to subsist no more – distilled of its pollution."

- Ethereal the High

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Subject: Re: The Purification Ritual Sat Dec 04, 2010 7:56 am

Jades eye flashed at the strangers response. "Never be to sure, the future is a strange and unpredictable thing and every one has one." said Jade. "Even you." She paused slightly. "Now pull up a log and sit across from me." she said. She reached behind her head and removed the eye patch, showing her two different colored eyes. "You may call me Madam Noir, now you have the courtesy of my name i'll ask of yours." She stared at the stranger from across the fire. Awaiting for her question to be answered.

Augustus sat down on the log without uttering a sound and sat with a praiseworthy posture. His outline was luminous still, and the woman hadn’t yet questioned his origin – which was unusual, since Ethereals seldom surfaced on Astraia-Improba. “…Well?” Augustus held no conviction in the woman’s fortune-telling, and he could care less on the subject of what she had to “prophesize” to him; his only intent was to acquire information from her in return, for she would have to esteem his requests, because he respected her own.

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"Each and every one Improban is imperfect, and consequently, much unlike Ethereals. Such unadulterated and immaculate bequest sustains itself beyond the world of the living awaiting the world of the living to subsist no more – distilled of its pollution."